Jon has started sleeping in a toddler bed (i.e. his crib with a side removed),
of which he is immensely proud, and we have also started a more intensive phase of potty training (involving a sticker chart, and spending half my day perched on the tub while I coax Jon into peeing in the potty....it is not working in case you were wondering). With all of this big boy stuff, a limited amount of space in our apartment, and an itch to organize, the baby toys have been cleaned and packed away in a storage bin.
Also of importance is that the original due date for baby #2 would have been this Saturday. I am holding up amazingly well, compared to how I thought I would be feeling at this time. Although I am still sad, and sometimes still pause painfully when I see a pregnant woman, I have come to grips with reality. Packing away baby stuff is helping me with that, since I had 'planned' to have kids so close together that there would be no need to pack up baby stuff for a while, or convert Jon's crib to a toddler bed. Making these small, and ostensibly insignificant steps feels to me much more of embracing the future as it comes, being content with my current circumstances.
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